Chapter 13 – Fluffy Chaos Has Arrived

Chapter 13 – Fluffy Chaos Has Arrived

The next morning, the Rivera estate was already stirring with its usual rhythm when something... unusual happened.

One of the outer guards, stationed near the estate’s high walls, spotted her first.

She was just standing there.

A woman or fox.

Tall, barefoot, with long, flowing red hair like silk on fire. Her eyes sparkled like cut diamonds, radiating an impossible brilliance. Her figure was a sculptor’s dream — curved, mature, and overwhelmingly noticeable even beneath the loose, flowing crimson kimono she wore. Her wide sleeves fluttered gently with the breeze, and two elegant fox ears poked up through her hair.

And behind her…

Ten massive tails, swirling like a cloak of living mist, glittered faintly even in daylight. They shimmered with hints of stars, space, and nightmares dressed in velvet.

Oh — and she was smiling.

A slow, teasing, predator's smile.

The kind that could charm kingdoms and still get you eaten afterwards.

“...W-we have a situation,” the guard croaked, quickly signaling his superior.

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Within minutes, Nyxthara the Cruel One was being escorted through the Duke’s palace by a team of uncomfortably flustered guards and a few unlucky maids who got too close.

No one dared speak to her.

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Some snuck glances. Others blushed deeply, especially when their eyes met hers — she would flash a knowing smile, and they would quickly look away, faces burning.

Big red flag energy, whispered one maid under her breath, hiding behind a potted plant.

Even with her tails loosely coiled to avoid causing trouble, the room seemed to shift around her — too sharp, too real, like space was folding at her feet.

She was polite. Graceful. Smiling.

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When the door to Stella’s chamber opened, Nyx’s expression changed instantly.

Her eyes lit up. Her whole aura softened. She beamed.

“Big Sisss!!!”

“Wait, NO—!”

WHAM.

Nyx slammed into Stella’s bed like a meteor wrapped in velvet and thighs, nearly knocking the mattress off its frame. She flung herself onto the still-sleeping cosmic queen with the force of ten fox-shaped hugs.

“Ghk—!”

Stella’s eyes flew open.

It felt like two soft meteors had landed on her. Again. And again.

“...Who cast Double Impact: Melons Edition at me in my sleep...?”

“You’re so warm!! I missed you!” Nyx chirped happily, tail wrapping around Stella’s leg like a needy blanket.

Stella groaned, rubbing her forehead. “...You crossed three dead timelines for this, didn’t you?”

“It was soooo far! This dimension is in the boonies! It’s so boring! But I finally found you again!” Nyx snuggled closer.

Stella looked mildly exhausted — and genuinely touched.

With a sigh, she lifted one hand and gently patted Nyx’s head.

“Yeah, yeah. I missed you too, Furball. But please try not to collapse the bed next time.”

Nyx purred.

They talked for hours after that — about the trip, about void trains, about the two gods Nyx accidentally ate on her way (“They were rude!”).

Stella got exactly zero sleep.

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That night, when Stella finally lay back down, Nyx was still in her room.

Still smiling.

Still there.

“…You’re still here?”

Nyx nodded innocently. “It’s sleepover time!”

Before Stella could protest, the younger one climbed in beside her. As Stella turned over to face the other way, she felt soft arms wrap around her waist — and two massive, unapologetic, overbuilt assets press into her back like memory foam.

“…Do you have to make them this big?” Stella asked without turning.

“Mmhm,” Nyx replied sleepily. “Goddess privilege.”

“…Milk tank,” someone muttered under their breath. No one confessed.

Stella sighed, adjusted her pillow, and resigned herself to fate.

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Next Morning...

Stella walked into the family drawing room, hair slightly messy, eyes dark from sleep deprivation. Nyx followed cheerfully, practically glowing.

“Father, Mother. Brother,” Stella said flatly. “This is Nyx.”

Nyx smiled and gave a formal, overly exaggerated bow.

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“Hello, I’m Nyxthara! But you can call me Nyx. I’m Stella’s most precious and lovely little sister from beyond space!”

She winked. Her tails glimmered. The Duke blinked.

Duchess Rivera gave a cautious nod. “You’re... quite radiant.”

Alexis had already pinched the bridge of his nose. “She’s the reason you didn’t sleep, isn’t she?”

“Possibly,” Stella muttered.

Then the Duchess, ever curious, asked, “So, dear... is this your true form?”

Nyx’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Do you wanna see~?”

Before she could even twitch, Stella had already jabbed a finger at her.

“Nope. Don’t. You’ll collapse the walls, make three servants go blind, and turn the wine cellar into a gravity sink again.”

Nyx pouted.

Laughter erupted from the Rivera family.